Class 1-A's Assassin

Chapter 1- The Birth of an Assassin

*AN: The dog at the top was gonna be the original pet for Y/N, but after some research, I didn't think it'd fit him very well. Anyway, onto the real story.

Many people of this day an age know of the quirks that surfaced over 200 years ago which led to a conflict between the heroes and villains. One side wanted money and power, and the other strove to maintain the peace that had been established before quirks manifested.

However, very few know of the conflict that has been plaguing the world for countless ages, dating back to Ancient Greece. A fight for freedom and supremacy and an ancient civilization with artifacts long forgotten by humanity. 

Our story begins on a boy born in the age of overlap between these two conflicts. Which side will he fight for? Who are his allies and enemies? Only time, will tell.

There was a warm drizzle on the day that our hero is born. The mother, a woman of high class and of a distinct bloodline. She had moved to Japan, to live with her husband, and wanted a change of pace from the dreary place known as London. The father, no where to be seen for he had died 3 months prior due to seemingly unknown circumstances. 

Doctors and nurses alike ran around the hospital to help whoever they could. In one room however, a woman had gone into labor.

"AHHHHHHH!!! Somebody fucking help!!" The woman pleaded out to anyone who could hear her. The midwife, who had gone out to get a snack for herself, came rushing back into the room.

"It's gonna be ok, we just need to get you to the delivery room and then we can take of it from there, ok? You got this, just squeeze my hand and I'll guide you through this." The midwife told her. 

Medical staff rushed into the room, and started moving her to the delivery room. She screamed and yelled the whole way there. 

Busting into the room, the doctors immediately got to work, and the midwife was trying to calm her down. "You got this Mrs. Kenway, you can do this, just keep going." Elizabeth Kenway kept pushing and pushing for the child to come out. It took about 6 hours for the baby's head to start coming out. 

Already the cries of the child could be heard. Then, the baby was out, and into the world. "Congratulations Mrs. Kenway, it's a boy." Already he was moving around kicking his little feet out and trying desperately to move around. The doctors swaddled the child and gave him to his mother. "What are you gonna name him?"

After a few shaky breaths she responded, "I think, I'll name him, Y/N Kenway."

(Time skip 2 years)

*Reader POV*

In the brief time that you've has been in this world, you have been very fast in your physical development, walking at 7 months, and climbing at around a year old. Elizabeth, your mom, has been doing her best to keep up with your rapid growth but it has been difficult on her as a single parent. Still though, she loved you with all her heart because you were one of the few things she had to remember her late husband. 

When you were around 2 and a half, something happened. It was like any other day, you and your mom were around the house just going about relaxing and watching television together in the living room, when you and your mother heard a window break in her room. Using an ability that you had, yet couldn't explain, you could make out 2 red silhouettes in your room. 

Pointing towards her room you told your mother, "Two red." At first, she was really confused by what you meant by that and then realized that her and her husband had a similar ability to you.

She quickly picked you up and put you behind the couch.  She spoke to you in a low voice, "Honey, I have to go away now, don't come out until the other people leave, ok?" She then proceeded to hand you a necklace.

"When you get out of here, look for this symbol, ok?" You just nodded, not understanding everything that was happening. She kissed your forehead, "Just know that I always love you, ok?" With those words said, she walked away from the couch and stood in the middle of the living room, seemingly waiting for whoever broke into your room. 

After what seemed like an eternity, the two red silhouettes came into the room. They wore primarily red and white, and had this cross looking insignia on their chests. It was hard to see what all they were wearing from your viewpoint. The taller of the two spoke, "Finally we have found the last of your ilk, and can be rid of you." 

"What do you mean by the last of us?" Your mother asked the man with a hint of fear in her voice.

The shorter man answered, "Don't you get it? The rest of the Assassin's order are dead, after we're through with you, you've been exterminated."

Your mom was infuriated by the news, and swung at the shorter man since he was closer to her. She got him with clean right hook, before the taller man pulled a pistol and shot her, right in the skull. 

Tears streamed down your eyes, as you saw blood go down your mother's face. She seemed to be trying to smile at you to reassure you, but it looked horrifying with her blood soaked teeth. Your breath was caught in your throat, and you wanted to do something, anything, but you couldn't.

"Damn, she's got a mean punch." The shorter man said, he had a swollen cheek and it was reddening quickly. 

"No shit, she's a trained killer, you think that she'd just go down without a fight? If she had any of her weapons, this fight would've gone down very differently." The two searched the house a bit more. You didn't know what they were looking for. Soon you heard the front door open, and close, signaling, the killers' departure.

Hesitantly, you climbed out from behind the couch and crawled your way to your mother. You weren't hurt, but your legs, were giving out on you. You couldn't stand. When you reached her corpse, her skin was cold, and her breathing, non-existent. 

All you could do was cry your little two year old heart out, at the loss of your mother.